Longing for Things Made Right

Last week I had a bad day. I came home to my husband angry. Angry at this world and what happens in it. Angry that I cannot stop it.

In that day, I spoke with three friends, lovely friends for whom I'm grateful. And I'm so grateful for all the work God has done in their lives recently. Yet, hearing and being reminded of their stories broke my heart once again. Each one has lost a parent in a horribly painful way. The first to genocide. The second to religious persecution. The third to suicide.

The stories of each are deep, painful, yet redeemed and beautiful. They are not stories I can tell on this blog. In the midst of the redemption, my heart still cries out, "When will this be over, God? When will You make things right again?" I hate that these things happened. The pain is horrendous.

Come, Lord Jesus. Make it right again.